Be the savior from Frostpunk

Chapter 163 Typhus

"You can come back, try not to attract the attention of the main body of the corpse wave. Do you have the tools to evacuate? I can come to pick you up."

Li Jianghao used the terminal in his hand to contact the communication channel of the Jingshi Epidemic Army squad, which remained silent, and the sound of something breaking could be heard from time to time.

"No, Mortarion promised us to give these dead people peace. You provide the latitude and longitude coordinates, and we will find the way ourselves."

A clear voice came, and Li Jianghao didn't know that the World-Cleaning Epidemic Army was a Chaos Space Warrior. Hearing this voice, he even thought it was the Astartes from the human side.

He asked with some doubts: "Shouldn't you be at odds with Mortarion's Death Guard? Why are you still working together?"

The other party obviously didn't realize that Li Jianghao would ask this question. To them, this was just an order issued by the prince of Nurgle in the name of his loving father, and they followed the order.

No matter how much they hated each other, but the acquiescence of their loving father made them have to do their best to serve this human being for the time being.

And from the perspective of the World Purification and Epidemic Army, this world where human beings live is the most suitable battlefield for them.Anyway, the existence of the World Purification Plague Army is to give death to all life, and to give eternity to the loving father as a gift.

After cleaning up the large pile of resurrected infected zombies, they didn't feel tired at all, and even felt refreshed and refreshed.

If it weren't for the situation, they would join the battlefield with the warband's plague drones and demon engines, and even bring the poisonous gas that can make the dead die again, and easily heal the scars of this world.

But the strength of the subspace channel is limited, and they can only send a team of 20 people.

After breaking away from Li Jianghao's command, the Jingshi Epidemic Army team quickly got rid of the tide of corpses and confused them on the edge of the city, temporarily unable to find a way to the plain between the valleys.

The captain stood on the top of a tall building, taking off his mask, revealing his body that was no different from that of an ordinary person, and looking down at everything downstairs with his lowered eyes.

"Typhus, if Mortarion knows that you have come here with the Plague Army, he will regret not choosing his own men."

The World-Cleaning Plague Army behind them sneered, and they obeyed the captain's words when they were not fighting at all. Their words were full of disdain. If it was appropriate, they even wanted to smear some thick phlegm on this guy.

"I occupy the bodies of your brothers, not me here. Otherwise, you would all be one of those walking corpses below. This fragile world is so that Tzeentch and the loving father are watching together, and I even saw Father's confession. Huh, stupid."

(Captain of the First Company of the Death Guard Legions Astartes of Primarch Mortarion, Nurgle's Chosen.)
Typhus didn't care about the ridicule of the crowd behind him. He was enjoying the new body bestowed on him by his loving father. His soul underwent a terrible transformation, and even joined the blood of a certain goddess to restrain his corrupt and depraved desire. Even if the soul is stuffed into a new body, it is inevitable that the disease will flow out.

What a long memory this is, the first time I breathed fresh air.Every time my current body breathes, there are countless flies swaying in the already empty lung cavity, and the fragile human beings accompanying me will turn into those zombie-like monsters below just by seeing me.

Compared to the biological transformation of prion particles in a world of ten thousand zombies, Typhons as the Chosen God of Nurgle has an impact on ordinary people, even touching the soul!

"The history here is very similar to that of Terra. There is no sign of instability in the subspace. If we want to return, we must rely on that ordinary human being."

The member of the World Cleansing Epidemic Army responsible for investigating the situation climbed up. He could judge the level of civilization based on the advertising text on the city buildings.

"But even so, they have embarked on the path of a loving father, as long as we bring them eternal rest!"

Typhus paid no heed to the ghastly laughter of the Plague Troopers.

What's the point of all this if everyone is dead?

When he truly became a Demon Prince, he would be able to stand in front of Mortarion, no longer as his heir, but as an equal, declaring that his path to bring the Death Guard was correct. of.

A primarch who is sentimental and submissive because of reason is not suitable as a leader!

He put the helmet back on, which means that at this moment, he has returned to his identity as the squad leader of the Clean World Plague Army.

"Don't hurt that human a bit, you can slaughter the walking corpses here as much as you like, although it made me angry before. But we are all to satisfy the father, brother?"

"Farewell, we don't want Mortarion as our father. Hey, you good son."

The World-Cleaning Plague Army finally complained and regained their calm:

"Give me an order, Captain."

"Acquire more knowledge about this planet. There are many planets similar to Terra scattered in the galaxy. The civilizations of these planets are survivors of past disasters. They think they are the only inheritance of human civilization, even the positions of stars and planets. Similar. In my memory, my loving father told me that {Horus killed {Emperor}} (one of the plots of the 30K series novel Horus Rising), which came from someone similar to Terra at the beginning. planets. Even though they failed, every planet like this needs attention."

The World-Cleaning Plague Army has returned to the calmness of the battle, and they always like to do things in silence.

"A stellar day returns to that human sequence of command."

As night fell, everything returned to calm.

The survivors on the plain between the two mountains didn't even realize what was happening in Phoenix.

Until Mars received a communication request from Li Jianghao.

"I'm already considering closing all the external passages of the shelter, and come out after more than ten years underground. I didn't expect you to actually destroy the shock tower and release the corpse tide inside. 2000 million!"

If Mars hadn't been used to swearing, he would have started yelling.

Li Jianghao was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't tell.

Does he want to tell the remnants of this civilized era that there is an evil god deliberately playing with them, and there is still a buffer time of 214 days after the change?

And there were two demigods who just had a fight in his head?
No one will believe this stuff!

At this point, we have to find a way to solve the problem of these zombies.

If it doesn't work, he can only take the risk of possible pathogen leakage and take hundreds of millions of people from the zombie world to the Frost Age for refuge.

Anyway, at present, there are only quotas for taking things from Frostpunk, and there is no limit to sending them in.

"What kind of stupid mission is this, the twenty Astartes bullets will be exhausted sooner or later, and they can't hold back the tide of 2000 million corpses."

After Li Jianghao landed, he hurried to the command center. Mars was already on his way.

This guy said he wanted to be an ostrich, but he was actually very active.

(End of this chapter)